Franklin Delano Roosevelt Campfire, Monday Evening

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

There was a proper firepit! Of course this meant Merlin was outdoors, getting the fire going. Yes, even doing it the normal way.

Because he was simply far too excited for things that made sense again! If only a little bit.

Not that he wasn't fond of indoor plumbing, of course...

"Come on then," Merlin grumbled, blowing on the tiny, tiny embers he'd somehow--against all odds--had encouraged to spark to life.


[[Open like a campfire!]]

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack was not a fan of the idea of camping, no. He might be from a hundred-odd years ago, but that didn't mean he liked things small and primitive. Give him a nice hotel with proper gaslights and servants to tidy things away, any day.

Still. The day of the move hadn't been all bad, especially considering a post yet to be put up, and he was in a pleasant enough mood as he roamed the campgrounds.

"Is it too damp to light more?" he asked the young man blowing on a bed of embers. Lighting a fire, clearly was a spectator sport.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Well..." Probably. "Not if I can get it going well enough."

[bitten_notshy]

"If it lights more that certainly would prove it's not too damp," Jack agreed, then started fussing about on the ground looking for more twigs. "A fire would be cheerful."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

New kid! Turtle jumped on the chance to talk with him a little, searching through her very complex list of people met at the picnic to find his name since she was pretty sure...

"Hi," she gave him a little wave. "...Jack, right?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Exactly," Jack said, a bit impressed she had it. His name had been chosen in part for its blandness, after all. "And you are the lovely Turtle."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley went and plopped down out at the campfire. He was armed and ready for this.

Marshmallows, Hershey bars, and graham crackers.

"Dude, tonight we feast like kings."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin perked right up, recognizing those things from the power outage. "We may need more of those."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"I'm totally expecting to blow, like, an entire month's worth of pay on s'mores fixings," Hurley said. "These things are awesome."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Huuuurley." Turtle waved. "How's it going?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Turtle!" Hurley said. "I'm just... anticipating s'mores, that's all."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle, of course, had a firm belief in visiting everyone's else's campfire during the cabin bit; the whole point was to get out and talk to all sorts of people. There was quite a lot going on at the main fire, she noticed, and maybe she'd head over there in a little bit, but, for now? FDR it.

"Hey, how's it going?" she greeted everyone in general.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Because it wasn't a lame cabin.

Merlin glanced up from his attempts at the fire to wave back slightly at her. "Hullo!"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Heeeey. Merlin, right?"

It was the ears, kind of a dead give-away even if Turtle hadn't talked to him in forever.

"How's it going?"

[icecoldfrost]

Emma had barely shown up in time for her first class, had her class schedule and cabin assignment, and now was wandering around looking for amusement.

Lo. Amusement.

"Are we communing with nature, darling?" she drawled. "Or did we lose our contact?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin glanced up to see... Oh dear. He was certainly glad to find that Arthur was not suddenly a girl.

He hoped.

"Is that another word that means something else?" he asked with the practiced ease of someone used to the Prince of all Prats.

[icecoldfrost]

Oh, this one was going to be fun to poke. That seemingly perfect patience was a very tempting target.

"Everything can mean something else, if you really want it to," Emma practically purred. "Why, what do you want it to mean?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

This? Was definitely someone Turtle was sure she hadn't met at the picnic.

She gave a small smile, and a wave. "Hey, you're new, right?"

[icecoldfrost]

Oh good, this one didn't look totally clueless.

"Just got in handwavily this morning," Emma agreed pleasantly. "I barely had time to drop off my luggage before being whisked away to further my education."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"S'more?" Hurley offered. And then realized the fire wasn't enough for s'mores yet. "Uhhhh, once we get a fire going."

[wantstodirect]

Tony was wandering the campsite, getting a look around, when he spotted Merlin at the firepit. "Hey!" he said, sitting down at the pit. "At least someone knows what to do with one of these."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"If I can get it going with normal means," Merlin added, sighing at the pitiful fire.

[bitten_notshy]

"He's managing without matches, too," the short blond boy in the old-fashioned suit informed Tony. "I'm Jack, by the way. I'm still finding my feet here."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"That's debatable," Turtle said, and then gave Tony a wave. "Also, hi."

[17andinfected.livejournal.com]

Shilo had wandered outside of the cabin, having finally gotten curious enough to see what all the voices were about. "Hi Merlin," she called, recognizing her 'big brother'.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Shilo!" Merlin waved, still poking at the damn fire. "Have you had a s'more before?"